#marc lapointe

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Some of the og YCMAL with Dan and Marc. They’re my favorite couple from ycmal since they started everything!! Tbh I made Dan look a bit like how I imagined Lourdes but tbh sometimes all these white hockey boys look too similar 😭

I’ll have to go back and redraw some of the other guys from the other fics in the ycmalverse

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I really really liked how YCMAL is about Dan, a pretty regular guy, who happens to be gay and play in the NHL. Meanwhile, Dan is like, “here’s Marc, my boyfriend, he’s fucking feral and French! Did I mention he’s literally evil too? Isn’t that neat!”

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SOTW (pt 2!) Dan/Marc, Riley Lapointes; tuning it out

Is mortifying your teenagers with your continued physical affection for one another soft? Dan and Marc say yes.

The problem with teenagers is they get downright mortified if they’re reminded of exactly how they were made.

Well, maybe that’s not the perfect metaphor considering Charlie’s birth was via a surrogate mother and Leon’s adopted, or whatever it is if it’s not a metaphor — he’s sure Marc could tell him — but Dan can’t even kiss his husband in the comfort of his own home without a groaned ‘dad!’ from one of his kids now. It’s annoying.

It’s not like they’re making out like, well — he refuses to think about his teenagers making out, he knows it’s something that is probably going to happen if it’s not happening already, but even though Marc keeps saying it’s ‘healthy’ and ‘don’t stigmatise it’ and ‘if we want them to be open with us we need to be unilaterally supportive, stop making that face, Daniel’, all that totally reasonable stuff, he still refuses.

He can’t even get away with a hug or a peck to Marc’s hair in the morning without Charlie making a noise like he just ruined her breakfast, and even Leon, sweet, wonderful Leon, has started doing it too. They don’t let him hug them or peck their hair anymore either, with rare exceptions. He misses that.

“Ironic,” Marc says when Dan complains. “Considering you hate public displays of affection.”

“This isn’t public, it’s my house!” Dan says. “I should be able to kiss my husband in my own damn house.”

Marc gives him a condescending pat on the shoulder, but Dan knows it bugs him too.

Dan refuses to be bullied in his own house. He’s going to learn to tune out the ‘ugh’ noise the same way he learned to tune out tantrums and that particularly whiny ‘dad’ tone when Charlie wasn’t getting her way about something minor.

It works for awhile, but the kids change it up.

“Scoot,” Dan says, Marc blocking his path to the fridge while he’s trying to make dinner, and when Marc ignores him, makes it happen with a light hip check, finishing it off with a less light tap to his ass.

“Dad!” Charlie shrieks. It’s harder to tune out shrieking. Leon just ‘ugh’s, but he throws in a disappointed in Dan head shake, which is unfair.

“Ass slapping is a hockey thing!” Dan says. “You do it too!”

“With padding!” Charlie says.

“There’s padding,” Dan says. Plenty of padding. Ten years into retirement, and Marc’s thankfully still got a hell of a hockey ass.

Charlie groans and then says something about Dan being the most embarrassing father of all time into her hands. Marc smirks at him, probably just glad he isn’t being called the most embarrassing father of all time for once.

“Right?” Leon says to Charlie.

“You too, Lion?” Dan asks, hurt.

Leon gives him another disappointed head shake.

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Dan: *Says something wrong about gender politics*

Marc: I don’t even have time to tell you how wrong you are. 

Marc: Actually, it’s going to bug me if I don’t. 

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I’m new to YCMAL but where are the posts about Dan and Marc??

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wait, so, unless i have my timeline REALLY off, Marc and Dan are out and together and have been married at this time in Jared and Bryces timeline. So theres an example of a married couple playing on different teams in the league, thats totally functioning. Did teams just write them off as like, an exception, assuming they would never have to deal with a situation like that themselves? Why are they so concerned about Jared and Bryce? Is it just about them potentially being outed?

Your timeline is completely accurate! 

Part of it is that this is very different than the Leafs situation though: Dan was outed, against his will, and that’s how the Leafs found out about him (and subsequently Marc, and there WAS a bit of meltdown then). They’d literally just won a Cup and Marc was one of the key reasons why they did so, so they a) were reacting to a situation that was already happening rather than something that may create a situation they would like to avoid and b) the team had about as much goodwill among their fanbase at that moment as it is possible to have, as did Marc. And while Marc and Dan are playing for divisional rivals now, they were teammates at the time. 

Calgary already considers Bryce a problem child – he doesn’t have a good relationship with management or the media, and while the fanbase generally likes him (can’t argue with point totals), he’s in a v different place in Calgary as Marc was in Toronto.

Meanwhile Edmonton has about as little goodwill from the media and fanbase as possible, as a team that consistently performing below even the lowest expectations (Julius Halla, presumptive Calder winner this season aside), and the last thing they want is a controversy that may drive away any portion of that fanbase.

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Bracket fill: Marc/Dan; routine

Another day, another bracket fill, for the prompt: I'm missing my OG faves, Marc&Dan, something fierce so maybe some outside POV fluffiness on those two?

The Riley Lapointes are at it again, and by ‘it’, Joseph means he might have to go over in a few minutes and tell Riley to take Marc home before some idiot starts taking pictures. The hockey world is weirdly obsessed with them, and he’s sure it’d end up on a blog or ten. 

The Habs themselves are completely inured to it by this point, and to Riley’s presence after they play the Sens most of the time. Joseph assumes, by Marc’s absence after others, the Senators are used to Marc as well. Honestly, some of the Habs have loudly said they prefer Riley at this point, but if they were trying to rile Marc up, it backfired, because Marc just looked pleased.

“That’s so weird,” one of the latest call-ups says, and Joseph looks over sharply.

Logan looks embarrassed. “I didn’t mean it like that,” he says. “It’s just weird seeing Lapointe, like—”

He gestures at the table in the corner, where Marc looks precariously close to just crawling into Riley’s lap, smiling wider than he does any other time, with the possible exception of goal celebrations. Joseph’s gotten used to it over the years, but there is a noticeable disconnect between Marc Lapointe among teammates or media and Marc Lapointe when his husband’s around, like all his edges have gone soft. They’re even sharper the next day, though. Marc in practice after Riley’s left town or they’ve left Ottawa has pushed at least two rookies to the edge of tears.

Joseph gets it. Well, he doesn’t, because he doesn’t live in a different city than his wife, but he’s had enough of a taste from long road trips to know it sucks. He’s not surprised at all they have trouble being more than an inch away from each other at any moment when they're in the same city, but there’s a group of people who clearly recognise them — there was literal pointing — and Marc will be an absolute terror in practice if that leads to pictures.

It’s an Anglo table, so when he goes over he lets Marc know in French that he better take his husband home before they hit the internet again, though Marc undermines him entirely by translating it immediately.

“Captain,” Riley says, standing up with a little salute, and Joseph rolls his eyes, hurries Marc along with an ass slap that makes him squeak and gets Riley laughing.

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SOTW: Riley Lapointes; excavation

For the prompt: Dan and Leon doing son/dad things

Charlie’s easy. Well, that’s not true. Easy is not the first word that would come to mind to describe her, or the tenth, or honestly, one that would ever come up. Charlie relishes being difficult: one guess where she got that from. 

But her interests match what Dan’s were when he was her age. They have the same taste in movies, in books — ‘can you branch out from sports just once?’ Marc asks in despair, but obviously not — and Dan learns the rules of lacrosse, curling, dusts off his baseball mitt in the summers, plays goalie for her in the driveway. That part is easy.

Leon’s not interested in sports, which is fine, but it feels like everything he likes is something that Dan hated when he was a kid. He does his best to encourage it, even though he feels a little out of his depth. Marc is objectively better at anything, well — smart, Dan guesses. He’s not particularly interested in science, but he has a head for it that Dan doesn’t. Hell, Leon has a head for it that Dan doesn’t, which, obviously, but by that Dan means his eight year old is already smarter than him. It’d hurt his ego if he wasn’t so proud.

Leon has collections. Dan had collections too as a kid, but his were hockey cards, hockey figurines. Pucks from every arena he went to. Leon’s collections are a little different. Shells Marc’s parents bring back for him every time they go to Florida. Leaves he carefully presses. Different types of rocks, some he’s ordered, some he’s picked up. Not so much stuff you buy as that you find. 

Living in Montreal makes that a little difficult, so some weekends Dan leaves Marc to shuttle Charlie to whatever sport she’s doing at the moment, takes Leon on day trips, the two of them trailing along the St. Lawrence, do a field trip to an old nickel mine near Sherbrooke that has Leon as excited as Dan’s seen him, filling his arms, sorting through the cache before they leave so they make sure they’re bringing home the best ones. The best ones ends up being basically all of them, and Marc’s visibly amused when Dan comes in the door lugging what feels like ten pounds of rocks that all look the same to him.

When they feel like staying in town, they wander through various parks and keep an eye out for anything that looks different than what Leon already has, though by now it feels like he’s got just about everything.

Eventually Dan starts to pick things up, know how to differentiate by more than colour, quits describing things as, say, ‘that tan scratchy one’ and actually identifying it as sandstone (or, grès) after he consults one of Leon’s million books, knows the main types, some of the subtypes. Dan’s pretty sure proudly telling someone he can tell the difference between igneous and sedimentary rocks at the age of forty-five would get him laughed at, but he is proud. Leon seems proud of him too. He’s a good teacher.

“Nerds,” Marc says with a grin after Dan finishes helping Leon on his geology project — and by help, he means he just helps make the poster look nice, Leon is pretty capable of everything else — and they’ve practiced Leon’s presentation in front of Marc, because obviously he’s the one to go to to double check it sounds right. Dan’s French isn’t there, probably never will be. Leon loudly protests, but Dan takes it as the compliment he knows it is.